Unseen Immortal of Three Hundred Years

r.” I want to ask Mr.
Yi Wusheng if he has a way to bring me back.
“

To cultivators, body snatching was commonly seen, fate-switching was commonly seen, and summoning deities or ghosts was also commonly seen.
But Wu Xingxue’s situation was neither of the three.

Hua Zhaoting asked a few more questions, and seeing Wu Xingxue’s reply frankly, he said, “I understand.” Yi Wusheng’s secluded cultivation is nearing its end.
He should be able to come out tomorrow.
As for today, please rest here on my Peach Blossom Island.
“

Since they could stay, that meant they might have a way, and that meant there was hope to return.

Taking advantage of when Hua Zhaoting was speaking to his disciples, Wu Xingxue used drinking tea as a disguise to wink and smile at Xiao Fuxuan, mouthing the words, “Thanks a lot.”

Xiao Fuxuan held his sword and sat quietly, pretending to be a puppet.
His eyes swept across his lips.

***

They were arranged to rest on the west corner of Peach Blossom Island.

The disciple who led them there explained that the Hua Sect had many disciples who practiced and cultivated.
Every day, they would start training before five.
The sounds of their swords might disturb them, so they were placed in the furthest area from the Disciples’ Hall.

The library and meditating hall were nearby.

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The former was Hua Zhaoting’s private library; disciples wouldn’t come here.
The latter was where Yi Wusheng lived.
There would only be some cleaning and medical disciples there.

As its name suggests, the place was indeed serene.
But suddenly, an accident happened.

While the disciples were preparing the guest rooms, a figure scrambled in, screaming “ah, ah”.
He crazily knocked over some chairs and a bucket of water.
“

“Ayo—”

“A-Yao3, you can’t run around here—“

Didn’t I tell you to look after him? How can you let him break into the guest rooms? He even recklessly injured the sect leader today! “

“Ai, what can I do? He has been restless these days.
Along with his sword aura everywhere, he also has great strength.
The sect leader ordered us not to use too much force, but if we don’t, it’s hard to control him.

It wasn’t appropriate for Wu Xingxue to interfere, so after steadying a small, stumbling disciple, he returned to stand beside Xiao Fuxuan.

The lunatic had an unkempt appearance, making it hard to tell his age.
He also didn’t seem to know how to speak, only making an “ah, ah” noise.

At one point, he reached out his hand and grabbed onto Wu Xingxue.
Fortunately, Xiao Fuxuan was on the side.
With a gentle press, all the force was dissipated, and he was dragged away by the crowd of disciples immediately afterwards.

“Sorry for the fright,” one of the disciples began to clean up the mess as he said apologetically.

“He is?”

He used to be one of Mr.
Yi Wusheng’s medical disciples, the cleverest and most talented one of all.
Afterwards, he suffered a bit of a shock and turned into the way he is now.
It has been many years.

“Mr.
Yi Wusheng’s disciple?” Wu Xingzue asked.

“Yes,” replied the disciple, who then quickly explained, “Wait a minute, our mister’s Dreaming Souls Technique is very powerful.
Please don’t misunderstand.
It’s just that this disciple has quite a special condition.
“

The disciple didn’t seem like he was convincing enough, so he then added, after a second of thought, “Because the person who made him become like this was the Devil Lord Wu Xingxue.”

“Who?”

“Wu Xingxue,” the disciple repeated in a low voice.

Wu Xingxue instantly fell silent.

He subconsciously looked back at Xiao Fuxuan, who was also staring straight at him.

“A-Yao is so unfortunate.” The disciple’s whispering voice sounded inside the room.
He probably had to explain this to every guest that came here before.

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He said that A-Yao was Yi Wusheng’s most prized disciple, who would always stay by Yi Wusheng’s side.
Especially when refining medicine, he would stay in the Meditating Hall all day.

That year, a guest had arrived at Peach Blossom Island, seeking Yi Wusheng’s help on some matter.
That guest gave off a naturally aristocratic feeling: graceful and elegant.
From the entire Peach Blossom Island, from the Sect Leader to the cleaning disciples, no one suspected that he had any issues.
Instead, they all liked this guest very much.

At that time, Yi Wusheng was refining medicine and didn’t have time on his hands.
So that guest simply stayed on the island for half a month.

As a result of that half a month, Yi Wusheng lost his father, brother, wife, and daughter.

That day, A-Yao ran into the hall crazily, staggering and crying and screaming.
Blood was dripping from his body, and he was full of demonic energy.

At that time, Yi Wusheng and Hua Zhaoting were discussing a matter.
They were shocked by A-Yao’s appearance.
When they returned to the Meditating Hall together, they only found Yi Wusheng’s elder brother, Yi Wuqi, was lying in blood with nothing but a layer of skin left.
But he had a happy expression on his face.

It was obvious that he had been sucked dry by a devil.

At that time, almost everyone on Peach Blossom Island went to check the situation out.
Hua Zhaoting immediately formed an investigation group.
Who would have thought, his own sister, Yi Wusheng’s wife, father, and sister, and some cleaning disciples, all showed problems?

When knocking on their foreheads, the sound echoed from their skulls like a hollow drum.
The same sound came when they were knocked on their stomachs. 

They have long been nothing but skin and bones.
They have been sucked dry already.

What happened exactly during the couple of weeks that the guest stayed?

When they wanted to ask A-Yao what happened, they found that A-Yao had been placed under a forbidden technique, one that even Yi Wusheng couldn’t break.
And so ever since, he has been acting crazy and has been unable to speak a word.

With no other option, Hua Zhaoting invited members of the Feng Sect from Meng City to help.

The Feng Sect had a secret technique: Illuminating the Soul.
This technique makes it possible to see what one’s soul last saw before dying or turning crazy.

And so, with the help of the Feng Sect, they saw the scene that A-Yao couldn’t say.

They saw the elegant and noble guest returning to his original appearance.
He stood in the Meditating Hall, holding Yi Wuxi’s throat in one hand and loosely holding Yi Wuxi’s sword in the other.

Blood flowed down the handle of the sword, forming a puddle on the ground.

He turned his head and glanced outside the door, the cool, white moonlight reflecting off the bridge of his nose.
He seemed to have discovered that there was someone outside the door and suddenly started laughing, the gentle downward slope of the corners of his eyes curving into crescents.

Not only that, but he dropped the empty shell in his hands, threw down the sword, and pulled a clean cloth from the table to wipe his hands.
Then, in the blink of an eye, he appeared before A-Yao, striking a moderate hit on his forehead with his palm.

After that, just like the way he came, he left in deliberate strides, disappearing into the Eternal Sea.

As everyone knew, Wu Xingxue didn’t have his own sword.
He was very lazy and didn’t feel like carrying something extra in his hands.
So, he never carried a sword around.

He always drew his opponents’ swords to kill them.