685 Thousand Sound Flute
Zhu Asi greeted Ning Xuezhe. âNing Xuezhe, Iâm Zhu Asi, the top prodigy of Zhuyan Palace. I donât know if you know anyone else here, so let them introduce themselves.â
Hearing this, everyone looked at each other and could not help but ask, âNing Xuezhe, what did you do? How can you live for so long? Donât you still need other peopleâs primordial spirits to increase your lifespan?â
Ning Xuezhe was a little embarrassed and scratched his head, âIâm actually a turtle spirit from the deep mountains. Iâve been traveling across the world of immortal cultivation and donât care much about it. I know some of your secrets, but I donât care about them.â
At this point, Ning Xuezhe started to get angry, âBut I didnât expect to be controlled by that Immortal Venerable. Otherwise, I would still be able to travel around leisurely and happily.â
Jiang Ming consoled him. âYou can go out and travel happily now. I donât know where that Immortal Venerable has been kicked to. He probably wonât come looking for you again. After all, youâre familiar with us. If this Immortal Venerable still controls you, I can still help you kick him out.â
Ning Xuezhe laughed out loud. âThereâs no need for that. That Immortal Venerable only has a soul left. His body has already disappeared. There arenât many days left. If his soul doesnât find a suitable body in two days, he will die completely.â
Hearing this, Zhu Anâan could not help but be curious. âHow does that Immortal Venerable only have his soul left? Where did his body go?â
Ning Xuezhe stroked his non-existent beard and said thoughtfully, âHis body was taken away by the Alliance, and he was killed by the Alliance. In the end, the Immortal Venerable is just a figurehead. He actually did a lot of bad things. However, people praised him as if he had done a lot of good things. Because of this, he became a person respected by everyone. As for the title of Immortal Venerable, he gave it to himself. In the end, itâs a farce.â
Zhu Asi suddenly felt a blow to his body and mind.
âIâve always respected the Immortal Venerable. I didnât expect him to be a bad person!â
Ning Xuezhe looked at Zhu Asi sympathetically. âYouâve seen too little. The Immortal Venerable is just a gimmick position. To tell you the truth, Iâve personally learned about the things their sect has done before. Theyâre all awful things like murder and arson. Their money is also stolen or obtained by scamming other sects.â
âIf thatâs the case, then why is the sect of the Immortal Venerable still so popular?â
Madman Junior could not help but ask some questions.
He did not hear anything about the Immortal Venerableâs evil deeds. He only heard good things about the Immortal Venerable.
Was Ning Xuezhe really telling the truth?
At this moment, Ning Xuezhe looked at Madman Junior helplessly.
âThink about it. If a person treated you very well, wouldnât you be very happy if you gave them something in return? The sect of the Immortal Venerable used these methods. I hated these methods the most. In the end, I didnât expect to be controlled by the Immortal Venerable. I even suspect that he knew that I was scolding him behind his back, so he treated me like this!â Ning Xuezhe said indignantly. His entire body was about to explode from anger.
The Immortal Venerable had used his body to do many evil things. He was anxious and saw everything, but he had no way to stop it.
If Ning Cai had not kicked the Immortal Venerable out, he would still be suffering.
Thinking of this, Ning Xuezhe could not help but kneel down in front of Jiang Ming.
Seeing Ning Xuezhe bow so deeply, Jiang Ming felt a little embarrassed and quickly went forward to help Ning Xuezhe up.
Jiang Ming sighed.
He had met so many people, but they all knelt down to express their gratitude.
Kneeling down had become a gesture of gratitude.
âYou canât say that. Although our names are similar, no matter what, you donât have any responsibility to save me. This is the flute that summons me. If you encounter any difficulties, blow this flute. No matter where I am, I will come and save you.â
After thinking for a moment, Ning Xuezhe took out a green flute from his pocket, stood up, and placed it in Jiang Mingâs hand.
Jiang Ming did not want to accept it at first, but Ning Xuezhe was very determined. He directly stuffed it into Jiang Mingâs hands without saying a word.
âIf you donât accept it, Iâll kill myself right here!â
Seeing that Ning Xuezhe had already said so, Jiang Ming could not say anything more and could only accept it.
At this moment, everyone had become motionless.
They could clearly see the flute in front of them.
They recognized this flute. It was the Thousand Sound Flute.
However, this flute had already been lost. How did Ning Xuezhe obtain the Thousand Sound Flute?
Seeing that everyone seemed to be frozen, Jiang Ming could not help but ask, âWhatâs wrong with you guys?â
Seeing that everyone still had not come back to their senses, Jiang Ming repeated, âWhat happened? Why are you all in a daze? Could it be that youâve been hit by some evil technique again? Or was it the aftermath of not breaking the illusion just now?â
Zhu Asi finally reacted and stuttered. He pointed at the flute in Jiang Mingâs hand and still couldnât speak clearly. âThisâ¦â How did you obtain this flute?â
Originally, he wanted to ask Ning Xuezhe, but because he was too surprised, he asked the wrong person.
Ning Xuezhe smiled slightly, âThe Thousand Sound Flute was made by me. It was considered rare because Iâm too lazy to make more, but I still have one here.â
âYou⦠Did you do it?â
Zhu Asi stuttered again. He did not even know if he should look at Ning Xuezhe.