He threw aside the handkerchief then took something off his neck. He walked to Jiang Xunyiâs side and straightforwardly hung it on his neck.
Jiang Xunyi looked down at the sect head seal hanging on his chest, shock filling his voice. âThis isâŚâ
âThis originally belongs to you, and now I am returning it.â Jiang Molou turned his head and glared coldly at Zihui. âRegardless of the senior martial brotherâs life experience, he will always be the head of the Hidden Spirit sect in our hearts. Defamation of superiors warrants death.â
Jiang Xunyi stretched out his hand to remove the sect master seal, but for once, Jiang Molou resisted him, pressing down on the pendant on Jiang Xunyiâs chest. He turned around and asked, âWhat do you all think?â
Behind him, the Hidden Spirit disciples who had come to participate in the sword test conference were arriving, and they dismounted together after hearing the words. With a salute, they called out, âThe disciple is willing to regard senior martial brother as the sect master!â
Although Jiang Xunyi was not the first to join the sect, he was the chief disciple. After the death of Yu Hongâs father Yu Yao, everyone regarded him as the senior martial brother.
âBrother,â Jiang Molou whispered. âYou see, they are sincere. This rightfully belongs to you, and Iâve been waiting for the day when you take the mantle.â
He used to be a proud son of heaven, but unexpectedly, his life changed drastically. In the past, he had to flee to escape his infamy. After encountering numerous twists and turns with despair causing him to give up all hope, Jiang Xunyi never expected that he would stand here again.
His eyes drooped slightly, his long, feathery eyelashes concealing the expression in his eyes. Jiang Molouâs hands clenched, and for a moment, he almost thought that his elder brother, who was rarely moved, was in tears.
However, it was just an illusion. Jiang Xunyi quickly raised his head, the corners of his lips upturned slightly. âOkay.â
When he quarreled with Yun Xie, words spilled out of his mouth. But at this moment, he lost all eloquence, and a thousand words transformed into a simple: âgoodâ.
He patted Jiang Molou on the back, who looked at him and let out an unprecedented smile.
Wanderer Zihui had been thrown to the ground by Jiang Molou, and her cheeks were swelled up. Jiang Xunyi walked over slowly, squatting in front of her. They looked at each other for a moment, and he involuntarily remembered the time Zihui forced him to kowtow to her when he was young.
Jiang Xunyi stretched out his hand to pinch Zihuiâs chin before whispering softly, âWhere is the Marrow-Washing Jade?â
He learned this trick of pinching the chin from Yun Xie, and sure enough, it felt good.
Zihui sneered. âIf you have the ability, search by yourself.â
Jiang Xunyi turned his head and smiled. âDo you think I donât dare?â
He shook his head, then directly raised his hand and tore Zihuiâs clothes off. He flicked the robes, then tossed it on the floor. âThereâs nothing.â
As soon as Jiang Xunyi had acted, Jiang Molou had already walked over to help, but he didnât expect Jiang Xunyi to be so unrestrained. He was fine with beating people, but he had never torn a womanâs clothing. In shock, he leapt back a few steps. Seeing that Jiang Xunyi intended to continue tugging at peopleâs clothes, he rushed forwards and grabbed his wrist. âBrother!â
With a twist of his hand, he dislodged Jiang Molouâs hand. âIgnore my impropriety, Molou. This is my last resort. Why did you come over? You want to watch?â
Faced with such an unreasonable attitude, Jiang Molou was choked half to death. He glared at him with a flushed face, then spun around.
Jiang Xunyi had already torn off another piece of clothing, squeezed it from top to bottom, and found that there was still nothing. At this time, Zihui only had on a thin inner garment. Besides the uncomfortable chill, she was surrounded by the disciples she had led back in the day. This was really embarrassing, and with both shame and anger, her eyes reddened.
âJiang Xunyi, you are vulgar and shameless!â
Jiang Xunyi was still searching her clothes, and he indifferently said, âDonât be angry, this is just a routine screening. Back then, you lied in front of me completely naked and I didnât have any interest, and i even more so lack interest now. What, youâre still staring at me? Do you want to say that I am a rapist again? You are too confident in yourself.â
With the combination of the cold and the humiliation, Zihui couldnât stand it anymore, hissing, âHold onâŚdonât, donât do anymore. IâŚIâll get it for you!â
Jiang Xunyi wasnât afraid that she would try any tricks, and his hand simply let go. Zihui did not dare to delay a single minute, pulling out a small purse from the folds of her under garment before handing it to Jiang Xunyi.
The fragment of the Marrow-Washing Jade that Rou Rou had given him suddenly trembled, and Jiang Xunyi pressed down with his hand. He knew that the contents of the purse must be real. Afraid of extra issues, he didnât take a closer look, instead stuffing it into his arms. He glanced at Zihui coldly.
âHow did master die?â
Wanderer Zihui panted as she said, âYou probably didnât know that Marrow-Washing Jade is attracted by desire and can move by itself, right? Devilish energy bred in his heart, attracting the Marrow-Washing JadeâŚâ
Jiang Xunyi immediately shouted, âNonsense!â
Wanderer Zihui was taken aback by him. Jiang Xunyiâs chest heaved up and down, silent for a long time. Jiang Molou heard his voice from a distance and hurried over. After seeing Jiang Xunyiâs red face and the fury in his brows, he hurriedly pressed his shoulders. âWhat happened?â
Jiang Xunyi took a deep breath and patted Jiang Molouâs hand before standing up. However, he didnât answer him, merely stared at Wanderer Zihui without speaking. Under his sharp gaze, Wanderer Zihui quickly added, âUnder certain circumstances, the Marrow-Washing Jade will show the scene right before death. If you have a chance to watch it in the future, you will know that I didnât lie to you. He is also my martial brother; what good does slandering him do for me?â
Jiang Xunyi tried hard to calm himself down. He already knew that the Marrow-Washing Jade will sometimes record the resentment before a personâs death, but it was unclear what can evoke this recording from the jade. He had always felt concern over the unexplained death of Immortal Master Ti Ming, and he didnât want to entrust his hopes on something that only worked by chance.
As he contemplated, the noise of people coming sounded out in the distance. It seemed to be the next wave of people had arrived to attend the conference.
Zihui was extremely embarrassed, gritting her teeth. âI have given you the thing. You, you return my clothes!â
The ugliness within a family should not be publicized. Jiang Xunyi decided to put this matter aside first, and he kicked the clothes on the floor to Zihui before turning to Jiang Molou.
âWho is here?â
Jiang Molou snorted unhappily.
A feeling began to spread in Jiang Xunyiâs heart, and his face gradually turned cold, his thin lips raised imperceptibly, and he looked forward.
He saw that the people of the Solar Envy Sect, the Zhuo family, the Du family, and the Chan Buddhism Sect had arrived at once. With the date of the sword test conference approaching as well as the ghost temple, everyone couldnât help being more vigorous. Everyone chose to set off earlier and happened to run into each other.
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Huo Kai, the master of Chan Buddhism Sect, is a big man with a beard and a very rough personality. He laughed heartily as he greeted, âXunyi, Molou, both of you are here! Xunyi, congratulations on finally getting rid of the accusations. This big brother was very worried a while ago, and yet I couldnât even find your footprint. Hahaha, it is Sect Master Yun who has the greatest reputation, and he is able to see you.â
Jiang Xunyi smiled slightly: âThank you Brother Huo for the trouble.â
As they spoke, several other people arrived, including Yun Xie, who hadnât seen Jiang Xunyi for several days. When he saw Jiang Xunyi and Huo Kai talking, he didnât interrupt, watching quietly with a smile.
Jiang Xunyi exchanged greetings with a few people before he finally turned and also bowed to Yun Xie a bit playfully. âSect Master Yun is here too?â
Thinking that Yun Xie wouldnât act up in front of so many people, he deliberately teased him. However, he forgot that Yun Xie had always had a thick-skinned face. He laughed and did not salute in return, instead directly raising his arms to hug Jiang Xunyi, secretly placing his hands on his waist. âBrother, you are too formal.â
Huo Kai knew that they were very close, and he laughed ignorantly. Zhuo Zhengfan couldnât help but caress his forehead, quickly stepping forwards to pull him away under the guise of reminiscing.
Yun Xie whispered in Jiang Xunyiâs ear, âAâXun, after not seeing you for a few days, why do you smell of womanâs powder?â
Jiang Xunyi knew that this petty person must have seen the almost half-naked Zihui on the ground. With a chuckle, he grabbed Yun Xieâs dishonest claws and got out of his embrace. He also lowered his voice as he replied, âWhy is Sect Master Yun so clear what womenâs powder smells like?â
After the mischief, they smiled at each other. Yun Xieâs heart was tickled by Jiang Xunyiâs small smug expression, but he still had to let go of his hand before secretly saying, âNext time, if I donât cause you to not be able to get out of bed, I wonât be surnamed Yun.â
At this time, a disciple of the Hidden Spirit Sect came over with Wanderer Zihui. He saluted towards Jiang Xunyi. âSect Head, what should we do with her?â
Jiang Xunyiâs expression had just began to loosen, but as he turned around and saw Zihui, his face sank again. âDetain her for now. Let Molou tie her up with celestial rope. Make sure to watch her closely.â
The disciple took the order and went away. Yun Xie observed his expression, then constrained his smile. âAâXun, whatâs the matter?â
Jiang Xunyiâs heart was filled with agitation, and he sighed. Zhuo Zhengfan happened to come over from the side, and when he saw that, he quickly asked, âWhatâs wrong with Xunyi? Xunyi, if you have anything you need help with, please speak up.â He then turned his head and said to Yun Xie, âMr. Wang of the Gray Heron Sect came and said that he wanted to pay respect Sect Master Yun. Brother Yun, do you want toâŚâ
Yun Xieâs eyes didnât stray from Jiang Xunyi. âI am in a state of ill health now. This⌠my heart hurts, please tell him.â
Zhuo Zhengfan: ââŚâ
Yun Xie cast a glance at him. âI still have private things to say to AâXun!â
Zhuo Zhengfan: ââŚâ
Okay, okay. We all know that Jiang Xunyi is a part of your heart. Leave yourself a way out at least.
He left silently.
ââŚActually, there is nothing Zhengfan canât hearâŚâ
Jiang Xunyi simply repeated Zihuiâs words, and finally said, âDonât you think this is nonsense? How could my master be like this?!â
For once, Yun Xie did not agree with him. In this life, his words have never been controlled, and he had always spoken unceremoniously. At this time, he pondered for a long time before he euphemistically replied, âAâXun, being angry hurts your body, so first calm down. When the time comes, letâs look for evidence together.â
Although he didnât say it directly, with how deep the understanding was between the two, Jiang Xunyi immediately understood the unsaid meaning behind his words. In fact, he also had doubts in his heart, but the more doubtful he felt, the more fear he felt, and the more afraid he was, the more he dared not admit it. In frustration, he slapped the big tree next to him, shaking the whole tree. Irritated, he said, âDamn, what evidence! I say itâs false, so itâs false!â
Yun Xie took his hand, rubbed it gently, then said softly, âAâXun, I know you canât accept it right now, but everyone has desires. This is normal. But if this desire is enlarged to a limit and you canât be satisfied, demons will develop. For me⌠sigh, never mind. In short, you and I will not know what is going on in martial uncleâs mind⌠I understand that you donât want to hear this, but if you refuse to accept it, you wonât be as vigilant and will inevitably suffer.â
He spoke so patiently, as if he were coaxing a child. Jiang Xunyi couldnât refuse to listen any longer, so he sighed for a moment, then angrily withdrew his hand. However, he didnât argue any further.
The two walked quietly for a while, and Jiang Xunyi suddenly whispered: âYun Xie, do you think it is possible for a person to defeat your own heart demons?â
âDesire is born of love.â Yun Xieâs voice was resolute. âSo if your love is strong enough, you can definitely restrain your desire from losing control.â