CH 277

Chapter 277 Master’s Dying Flash?

Yu Shangrong became even more curious. He moved closer. He landed on the roof as light as a feather. He was cautious and withdrew his aura completely. He looked at the billowing faint blue light, puzzled. He had never seen anything like this before. It felt somewhat like the barrier’s power, but it was not. The spots of light began to drift to the horizons, and despite himself, he reached out as to catch them with his hand.

All of a sudden, a deep voice rang along with the spot of lights, “Who’s there?!”

The blue fireflies instantly condensed into energy and merged with the sound wave as it surged upward.

Although Yu Shangrong had been caught off guard, an elite like him could instinctively conjure up a protective energy. As soon as he felt a threat approaching, his protective energy was automatically activated.

Bam!

“Hm?” Yu Shangrong frowned slightly as he tried hitting it with his hands before retreating on air.

Inside the room…

Lu Zhou opened his eyes at this moment and looked up.

When he entered into meditation mode, he could roughly sense the happenings around himself. The spot where the starlight appeared above him was an especially sensitive spot.

When Yu Shangrong touched it, Lu Zhou sensed someone’s presence immediately! When he recalled the assassins who showed up before this, he did not hesitate and called out, “Yuan’er.”

Little Yuan’er started before she leaped out of her room and stood outside Lu Zhou’s room.

“Master?”

“Capture the assassin… Your own safety is of priority. Do not pursue him too far and make it quick,” Lu Zhou said.

“Yes, master!” Little Yuan’er was elated. She loved a good game of catching the mouse. She leaped onto the roof and surveyed the surroundings. After taking in her surroundings, she sensed a burst of Primal Qi just a few moments ago. She unleashed her Supreme Purity Jade Slip’s Seven Stars Cloud Treading Steps and disappeared in just a flash. Lu Zhou’s sound technique had alerted the Prince of Qi, Qin Jun. So, he had, naturally, hurried over.

“Old Mister, what’s the matter?” Qin Jun’s heart was racing. He kept furtively glancing to the side. The Divine Capital was supposed to be the safest place on Great Yan. He did not expect there to be so many troubles ever since the old mister’s arrival.

“You should all head back.” Lu Zhou projected his voice.

Qin Jun and the others were slightly taken aback. However, they did not dare to ask too many questions. He only replied, “Alright.” He felt slightly helpless. He looked at the roof and felt uneasy. In the end, he sent some of his men to investigate the surroundings and increased the patrol.

Meanwhile, Little Yuan’er left afterimages in her wake as she sped through the silent and dark streets. She gave chase all the way to the middle of the street where the Primal Qi’s aura suddenly vanished.

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“Where is he?” Little Yuan’er found this strange. She had the Cloud-treading Boots, her cultivation method, the Supreme Purity Jade Slip, and her Seven Stars Cloud Treading Steps. Under normal circumstances, with all these, in terms of speed, she would not lose to a Four or Five-leaf cultivator. She did not expect her target to be so agile. At this moment, she remembered Lu Zhou’s words. She nodded and muttered to herself, “He might be an elite… Let’s stop here.”

She turned around and was about to return when Yu Shangrong suddenly called out, “Little junior sister…”

Little Yuan’er focused her gaze in the dark and saw Yu Shangrong emerging from the shadows of the night as the gentle moonlight shone on him. He carried a sword as always with a faint smile on his face.

“S-second… Second Senior Brother?”

Yu Shangrong studied his little junior sister for a moment before he praised her. “I’m surprised to see that you’ve obtained the Cloud Feather Raiment. You’ve also achieved a breakthrough in your cultivation base. Nascent Divinity Tribulation realm… Not bad.”

“It’s really you, Second Senior Brother!” Little Yuan’er said happily, “Second Senior Brother, since when did you become a thief?”

“A thief?” Yu Shangrong uncrossed his arms and looked at himself. “Which part of me looks like a thief?”

“Master wants me to bring you back!” Little Yuan’er said.

Yu Shangrong chuckled softly and said, “Little junior sister, why did master come to the Divine Capital?”

When she heard the question, Little Yuan’er lowered her head. She held onto one end of the Nirvana Sash and spoke in a slightly sad voice, “Master wants to find out about Fifth Senior Sister’s past… Fifth Senior Sister truly had a tragic past. I feel sad for her as well.”

Yu Shangrong laughed when he saw Little Yuan’er sad expression. He was at a loss for words. Although he had only met her a few times, it seemed like his impression of her was right. She was indeed a pure and kind little girl. Finally, he asked, “Is master doing well?”

“He’s alive and kicking!” Little Yuan’er replied honestly.

Yu Shangrong found this strange. ‘He had already used the barrier’s power once. How come it seems like he’s still in peak condition?’ A term popped up in his mind at this moment. A dying flash or a spurt of energy before one’s death.

“Little junior sister, I have some matters to attend to. You should head back now,” Yu Shangrong said with a gentle voice and a smile on his face.

“Oh.”

“We’ll meet again.” Yu Shangrong smiled as he waved his hand lightly. Then, he crossed his arms again as he walked toward the end of the alley. However, his feet did not touch the ground, he was walking on air. With a whoosh, he disappeared.

After Yu Shangrong disappeared, Little Yuan’er scratched her head. Something felt amiss, but she could not quite put her finger on it.

The Prince of Qi Mansion.

Realization finally dawned on Little Yuan’er. She seemed to realize what was amiss. She stood before her master’s room and said softly, “Master, I was unskilled, and the thief managed to run away. Please punish me.”

“There’s no need to blame yourself. If he’s able to evade you, he must’ve been strong. You should head back,” Lu Zhou said.

“Master… I didn’t expect Second Senior Brother to become a thief. He’s really too fast, I couldn’t catch up to him!” Little Yuan’er explained.

When Lu Zhou heard this, he frowned slightly. “The person on the roof was that rascal, Yu Shangrong? No wonder she couldn’t catch up to him!’ Alas, it was a shame he did not personally make a move. It was useless to cry over spilled milk. ‘Oh well.’

“Go and get some rest,” Lu Zhou said.

“Yes, master.” Little Yuan’er returned to her room.

Meanwhile, Lu Zhou was lost in his thoughts. Why was the rascal, Yu Shangrong, in the Divine Capital? He had a feeling that Yu Zhenghai, Yu Shangrong, and Si Wuya seemed to know about his whereabouts. Moreover, they never failed to escape at just the right moment.

Back at the Clarity Sect, the Four Great Protectors barred their way. At Anyang City, Yu Shangrong and Yu Zhenghai gave Little Yuan’er gifts. Yu Zhenghai’s flying chariot was seen at the Lotus Dais. Now, he even ran into Yu Shangrong at the Prince of Qi Mansion in the Divine Capital. All the signs showed that someone was keeping a close eye on his movements.

Finally, Lu Zhou dismissed all these thoughts and continued meditating on the Heavenly Writing

The next day, in the Prince of Qi Mansion.

Qin Jun brought his butler and waited outside Lu Zhou’s room since early morning. After a long wait, there did not seem to be any movements inside the room.

The butler, Hong Fu, felt that something was amiss and said, “Master, could something have happened? Just this morning, the city’s garrison found many bodies lying around the streets. They suspect that it’s the work of an assassin.”

“Let’s wait for a little longer.” Disturbing Lu Zhou’s rest without cause was something that could possibly cost them their lives.

After a long time, there were still no signs of movements.

When the sun was high up in the sky, Qin Jun finally could not wait any longer. He bowed and called out, “Old mister.”

There was no reply.

Qin Jun waved his hand. The old butler, Hong Fu, went up and opened the door before entering the room.

Lu Zhou was nowhere to be found in the room.

Qin Jun sensed that something was not right and came running over. He swept his gaze across the room, it was empty. He smacked his own thigh. “Inform the sect master. Tell him that the old mister has left the Divine Capital and most probably has gone to the Mausoleum of Swords.”

“Understood.”

However, Qin Jun’s voice had barely faded when Lu Zhou walked out of Little Yuan’er’s room. He stroked his beard slowly and stared at Qin Jun with a pointed gaze.