Chapter 45: The White-Haired Beauty

  The flying needle flashed and quickly wrapped itself around the golden sword, with the silk thread at its tail blocking the sword's path.

  The middle-aged man didn't think a single golden needle could block several flying swords, his face slightly sinking.

  Also seen are other golden needles surrounding the "youth", ready to attack at any time, with both offensive and defensive capabilities, their trajectory changing unpredictably, causing a faint glimmer in one's eyes.

  At the same time, Su Mo raised her enchanting eyes, and a bright light flashed in them. She slowly stretched out her perfect jade wrist, took out an unremarkable small green sword, and sent some divine consciousness into it, triggering the spiritual array diagram inside. The silver sword immediately emitted a clear and ringing sound, quickly flying out with a cyan glow, like lightning, and its astonishing sword intent left people breathless!

  The small sword instantly flew to the middle-aged man's face, and the middle-aged man hastily took out other golden short swords to block in front of himself. Unexpectedly, the small sword suddenly split into two, transforming into a pair of double swords with bright green light flashing on them.

  One branch attacks from the left, one branch attacks from the right, the attack is relentless, making it impossible to defend against.

  It's actually a pair of male and female swords! This is still a dark person's magic weapon, so the quality is naturally not low. The middle-aged man's face changed again, secretly thinking that he had almost been caught off guard, and hastily took out five golden short swords to block around him, not daring to relax in the slightest, with several drops of sweat already falling from his forehead.

  From the perspective of tacit understanding and mysterious changes, this pair of male and female swords is also extremely difficult to forge, with a difficulty that is in no way inferior to flying needles.

  Never thought this young man's magical weapon was indeed extraordinary, hiding sinister intentions, he should never have underestimated his opponent.

  At this time, the middle-aged man was completely moved, his toes pointed, and his body shape swept back, while stopping the attack.

  He put away the golden box and said in a low voice: "Young man, how about you and I call a truce?"

  Su Mo's fingers snapped, and she put away the flying needles and the male and female double swords, tucking them into her sleeves. Her apricot lips parted slightly, and a charming smile spread across her face as she said softly, "Alright."

  On the other hand, the surrounding crowd was already stunned, and their gaze at Su Mo had completely changed. They didn't expect that he actually had some strength, and he wasn't damaged at all under the deputy master of Qingyun Sect, but instead was calm and composed. Unbeknownst to them, Du Lao's mood had become extremely gloomy.

  Suddenly, a faint creaking sound was heard, and one of the doors on the attic floor opened. The lamp beside the stairs flickered dimly.

  A man's voice came from inside the house, his voice was like a winter breeze stroking the strings of a zither, with an indescribable pleasantness and a hint of coldness. "Young master, are these magical instruments made by you?"

  Su Mo raised her eyes and looked over, just wanting to say something, but was momentarily stunned.

  In the dimly lit stairwell, a man in black appeared to be mysterious, from head to toe wrapped in a black cloak.

  He looked down at Su Mo condescendingly, his eyes deep and mysterious. He slowly took off his hood, revealing his slender and beautiful neck first.

  A head of silver-white hair cascaded down like a waterfall, shining brightly like a starry river. At the same time, the man revealed his young and absolutely beautiful face, with skin as white as jade, as if it were a living ice sculpture. Just now in the dimly lit pavilion, the other warriors hadn't paid close attention to this person, but when the man revealed his true face, everyone present couldn't help but be stunned.

  No matter how beautiful a person is, they can't bring such a shocking feeling. This person has an ethereal beauty and a jade-like bone structure, already so beautiful that it's not like a human being.

  The moonlight spilled onto his silver-white long hair, instantly dyeing it with an incomparably dazzling brilliance. His elegant demeanor was breathtakingly beautiful, evoking a sense of sacredness that was beyond mortal reach, like that of a celestial being.

  From start to finish, this man never gave anyone more than a glance, cold and detached, his demeanor exuding an air of indifference and apathy.

  Those icy eyes reflected the crowd, gazing down at the vast expanse of life, without a hint of emotion.

  Like the winter sun, it seems to want to disperse all the leaden dullness of this world.

  The temperament of a banished immortal, an otherworldly radiance that gives people a strong visual shock.

  Unexpectedly, the other party actually revealed their true appearance. Su Mo narrowed his eyes and looked at his white hair, a name on the tip of his tongue.

  The middle-aged man immediately knelt down and kowtowed, "Han Yu pays his respects to the divine envoy."

  At present, if we talk about the nobility and humility of worldly status, middle-aged people are naturally the highest. However, even he knelt on the ground, and the crowd heard the name of the divine envoy, suddenly shocked, solemnly respectful, and knelt down to the ground together, saying in unison: "See the divine envoy."

  Only Su Mo did not kneel down, she looked deeply at this person with her eyes, as if thinking of something.

  The young man's gaze remained calm and clear, his voice like a crystal-clear spring sounded again, "No need to be polite, just call me Gongzi here."

  "Yes, Young Master Ji." Everyone agreed.

  Across the rooftop, Xia Qing tilted her head to gaze seriously at the white-haired beauty. Suddenly, she let out a sigh and said with a helpless expression: "To be honest, ever since I met Dye Gongzi and Wen Ren Gongzi, I've had a feeling of self-doubt, thinking that you two are already extremely outstanding in this world. And yet, this white-haired beauty is also so stunningly beautiful... My confidence in my own appearance has been completely shattered. Can I even live with myself?"

  Xia Feng's face fell, and he turned around to kick the wall.

  He and Ah Zhou were originally dignified in appearance, but he had never stood out beside Master Ran.

  Any woman who has seen Wen Renyi and Yu Ran will be drowned in the two men's demeanor and elegance, and he has become a foil to Ah Zhou.

  In his heyday, he was also an outstanding young master, but in the end, he ended up with a tragic fate, really pitiful and sad.

  However, Yu Ran looked at the man and slowly narrowed his eyes, saying in a low voice: "This person is the divine envoy of Kunlun Mountain, Ji Bai."

  Xia Feng sighed: "Hurt Qing Si, mourn white hair, this person must be that extremely famous Sheng Shi gentleman."

  "Not bad, Profuse Flowers Three Thousand Swords! White Hair Three Thousand Feet!"

  All he saw was a strand of silver hair hanging down from the man's shoulder, and the white-haired beauty slowly raised his eyes to look at Su Mo, saying in a light tone: "May I take a look at your magic tool?"

  Su Mo gazed at him for a while, and didn't feel any hint of arrogance from him. He curved the corner of his mouth and said slowly: "Alright."

  Taking the artifact, the man's icy fingertips lightly touched the artifact and had already sensed the array pattern within it. He couldn't help but mutter: "Youngster, your artifact refinement technique is indeed cleverly ingenious."

  Suddenly, the white-haired beauty's eyes shifted slightly, and for an instant, it was as if jade snowflakes were flying, and he opened his mouth to say: "Lord Han Yu."

  "Yes, what are your orders, Young Master?" The middle-aged man hastily bowed and replied.

  "Since your artifact has a problem, why don't you ask this young man to reforge it for you? As for me, I'm more skilled at casting swords than refining artifacts, so I won't be of much help in this matter." The white-haired handsome man said slowly, his tone devoid of any emotion. "Besides, this young man's abilities are quite impressive, and he's achieved such strength at a young age. If the Qingyun Sect were to miss out on him, it would truly be a pity."

  Han Yu heard Ji Gongzi praise someone for the first time. Since this young man could get a different treatment from the messenger of God, he would surely become a great talent in the future.

  "Yes, sir." Han Yu replied with utmost respect.

  Of course, he had already sensed that this young man was extraordinary and had the intention to cooperate, but it was difficult for him to lower his face. However, since God's messenger had such a high opinion of the young man, he felt even less restrained, cupped his fists and said: "As long as Young Master Ji instructs me so, I will naturally comply."

  The white-haired handsome man slowly nodded his head, his eyes carrying a noble and icy demeanor.

  He suddenly turned around and walked away, coming and going as he pleased, with no one daring to ask about his stay.

  As he passed by Sumo's side, he suddenly stopped, and his silver-white long hair fluttered behind him.

  "He only heard him transmit his voice through divine consciousness, 'Young man, your matter originally had nothing to do with me. However, on your magical artifact, I have a very familiar feeling, as if it's the handiwork of an old friend. Of course, I also sensed the aura of Wen Renyi on you, and at the same time, there is also your aura on him. You two must have a deep relationship. Wen Renyi is my junior fellow apprentice, so that's why I intervened this time. It was just a small effort from me. This matter doesn't need to be mentioned to anyone.'"

  Su Mo was taken aback, then slightly bowed to him.

  She felt that this person was very ruthless, even more so than Wen Renyi.

  At least beneath Wen Ren's icy surface, there was a heart of flesh and blood, and even in front of her, he had been shy, had been moved.

  As for her breath, she recalled that she and Wen Renyi had been together all night yesterday, the two of them huddled together for warmth, their skin intimate for a long time.

  Her face suddenly flashed a touch of crimson at this thought.

  The man walked out slowly and bathed in the moonlight, he looked up at the opposite rooftop with Yu Ran for a moment before walking away slowly.

  Xia Feng couldn't help but praise: "Good one, Ji Bai! The golden scales are not just ordinary objects in the pool. When they encounter wind and clouds, they transform into a dragon."

  Yu Ran's bone fan was placed on her lips again, with a faint smile at the corner of her mouth, and she said calmly: "I've heard some rumors about Ji Bai before."

  "Oh? What is it?" Xiaofeng immediately became interested.

  "This person's cultivation is deep and immeasurable. Before he became famous, a princess of Zhao State was deeply in love with him, but unfortunately, her confession was unsuccessful. Later, the princess falsely accused him of sneaking into her room at night and tarnishing her chastity, saying that she would not marry anyone else, otherwise, his reputation would be ruined."

  "Can't see that this move is so sinister." Xiaofeng took a cold breath, "This woman is indeed ruthless, what happened next?"

  "Later, Ji Bai didn't make any excuses, only saying that he would give him a month's time. He entered the Kunlun Mountains and chose the path of sword cultivation. Originally, he was skilled in array techniques and medicine, but he chose to enter the famous Sword Pavilion of the Kunlun Mountains, joining the ranks of sword cultivators. It's worth noting that among all the cultivation paths, sword cultivation is the most difficult. Only those who have no desires for men or women would choose this path. From his actions, it's clear that he has never done anything, and he even gave up on medicine to learn the healing techniques of the Divine Envoy. You should know that the Divine Envoy is a lifelong celibate." Yu Ran said slowly.

  "Hmm, it's even more ruthless. What happened to that princess later?" Xiaofeng asked with sparkling eyes.

  "It's said that he went missing, possibly took his own life, or maybe even went mad. But Ji Bai didn't care about any of this; he was inherently heartless. The path he chose wasn't a momentary impulse, but rather something he had always planned to do. Unfortunately, the princess had crashed into the iron plate herself."

  Yu Ran's eyes were as black as ink, and his gaze was deep and unfathomable. "In this regard, Wen Renyi may be ruthless and decisive, but he can't be compared to being cold-blooded and unfeeling. The Three Thousand Flower Sword, the Wisdom Sword that cuts off emotional ties... This person is devoid of emotions and desires, extremely cold-blooded. And yet, his healing techniques bring blessings to the world, earning him the admiration of millions. As the saying goes, 'One hand can kill a man, one hand can heal a man.' Only such an icy, unfeeling man can be chosen as the Envoy of God."

  Digression

  Third Master Uncle formally and grandly revealed his true appearance, this person is one of the most difficult to deal with among the seven masters.

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