58: Chapter 58 Duan Qingfeng

Not long after Han Qingshan and the others left Qingshi Town, four streaks of sword light landed outside Xianyuan Pavilion.

Innkeeper Wu Youcai had not closed his eyes all night, and upon hearing the commotion, he hurriedly walked out from the main hall.

After seeing the white robes worn by the newcomers, his steps slowed down for a moment, and then he hurriedly went to greet them.

"Greetings, Immortals."

Duan Qingfeng paid no attention to this and asked directly,

"Where is Han Qingshan?"

"He just left not long ago."

Innkeeper Wu Youcai said with his head lowered,

"An injured Disciple from the Xuanyang Sect came and said that the people from the Baihe Sect had broken into the mountain gate. After hearing this, Immortal Han took the people and left."

"How many people did he take?"

"The four of them."

"Aside from Immortal Han, there were the two Immortals who came with him earlier, as well as that injured Xuanyang Sect Disciple."

Duan Qingfeng continued to ask,

"Which direction did they go?"

Innkeeper Wu Youcai shook his head.

"They flew away from above the town, and this humble one didn't see clearly where they went."

A Disciple standing behind Duan Qingfeng asked,

"Senior Brother Duan, should we pursue them?"

"We don't even know the direction, where are we supposed to pursue?"

"Han Qingshan is a Spirit Platform Realm Cultivator, and he left a while earlier than them. If we just pick a random direction to pursue now, it will be hard to catch up."

After speaking, Duan Qingfeng turned around and looked at the three people behind him.

"You return to the Sect and tell Master the news of Han Qingshan's escape."

"You make a trip to Xianren Valley and have the people there control the people and properties left behind by the Xuanyang Sect in the market first. No one is allowed to touch anything inside."

Having said that, he looked at the last person.

"You follow me."

The three of them cupped their fists simultaneously.

"Understood."

Two of them cast their Flying Swords and flew towards the directions of the Xuanyang Sect and Xianren Valley respectively.

Duan Qingfeng looked back at Innkeeper Wu Youcai.

"Where does Elder Zhou Xuanze usually live?"

"On the third floor."

Innkeeper Wu Youcai said hurriedly,

"This humble one will lead the Immortal over."

After arriving on the third floor, Innkeeper Wu Youcai pushed open the room where Elder Zhou Xuanze lived.

There were not many things in the room. Aside from the bed, table, and chairs, there were also two wooden cabinets placed against the wall.

Duan Qingfeng opened one of the wooden cabinets.

Inside were more than a dozen account books of varying thickness.

Some recorded the monthly income of Xianyuan Pavilion, some recorded the various accounts of the Xuanyang Sect in Qingshi Town, and a few books recorded the Spirit Stones and tributes handed over annually by the subordinate families below.

Duan Qingfeng picked up one, flipped through a few pages, and put it back.

"Take all of them away. Not a single book can be missing."

The Disciple following behind him found a piece of cloth and wrapped up all the account books in the wooden cabinet.

Duan Qingfeng found a few Xuanyang Sect tokens and a few keys from the other cabinet, and likewise had the Disciple put them away.

After finishing these, he walked to the window and glanced outside.

There were already pedestrians on the streets of Qingshi Town, and some shops had opened their doors one after another.

The people in the town did not know yet that the Xuanyang Sect, which had governed this place for many years, had perished last night.

Duan Qingfeng turned around.

"First, find out the people left behind by the Xuanyang Sect in Qingshi Town."

"Starting from today, Xianyuan Pavilion and the industries left in the town by the Xuanyang Sect will all belong to the Baihe Sect."

At the same time, Mo Xiaozhu and Mo Xiaoman had also fled to the foot of the Xuanyang Sect mountain.

After descending the mountain, the two took off their Xuanyang Sect outer robes and stuffed them into the snow ditch by the roadside.

They did not walk towards the mountain gate, but instead detoured to the west side of the mountain foot and found a stable.

Several ordinary horses were kept here, usually used by Disciples who could not control Flying Swords to go down the mountain to handle matters.

The door of the stable was wide open, and the person on watch had long since disappeared.

Mo Xiaoman went inside and looked around.

"Pick two that can run fast."

Mo Xiaozhu didn't talk nonsense, untied the reins of one of the horses, and led out the one next to it.

After the two mounted the horses, Mo Xiaozhu glanced back at the direction where the Xuanyang Sect was located.

The fighting on the mountain had stopped, and looking from afar, only a few unextinguished fires could be seen.

"I wonder how the six of them are doing."

"They have already put down their weapons and won't be in danger for the time being."

Mo Xiaoman pulled the reins.

"Even if we go back now, we can't save them."

Mo Xiaozhu withdrew his gaze.

"Then where are we going?"

"Return to Mo Family Village."

"Return now?"

Mo Xiaoman glanced at him.

"If we don't go back now, are we supposed to wait for the people of the Baihe Sect to arrive first?"

Mo Xiaozhu frowned.

"The Baihe Sect has just occupied the Xuanyang Sect, how could they go to the Mo Family immediately?"

"The Xuanyang Sect is already gone. Qingshi Town, Xianren Valley, and the families below will sooner or later fall under the rule of the Baihe Sect."

Mo Xiaoman said,

"The Spirit Stones and tributes paid by our Mo Family every year are all recorded in the accounts of the Xuanyang Sect."

"There are also shops belonging to the Mo Family in Xianren Valley."

"As long as the Baihe Sect flips through the account books, they will definitely be able to find Mo Family Village."

Mo Xiaozhu asked,

"When will they go?"

"I don't know."

Mo Xiaoman turned his head to look in the direction leading back to Mo Family Village.

"That's why we must hurry."

Mo Xiaozhu didn't ask anymore.

The two of them forcefully squeezed the horses' bellies.

"Giddyup."

The two horses ran out along the dirt road at the foot of the mountain.

When they were almost at the fork in the road leading to Qingshi Town, Mo Xiaozhu prepared to take the main road ahead, but was stopped by Mo Xiaoman.

"Don't go through Qingshi Town."

"Going that way is closer."

"The people of the Baihe Sect must have already arrived."

Mo Xiaoman turned the horse's head and took a small path beside it.

Mo Xiaozhu glanced back at the direction of Qingshi Town, and ultimately still rode his horse to follow.

On the same morning, in that small town north of Qingshi Town.

After the two Heishui Valley Cultivators left the inn, they continued their journey along the northeast direction.

Mo Xiaochuan waited for them to walk far away before coming out of the inn.

He restrained the aura on his body and maintained a distance of a few miles from the two of them all along.

By afternoon, the road ahead became narrower and narrower.

The villages on both sides also became fewer and fewer, and finally only patches of connected mountain forests remained.

The Senior Brother walking in front suddenly stopped and came to an old tree by the roadside.

A curved hook was carved on the tree trunk, with two small dots dotted side by side below it.

The Senior Brother only took a glance before reaching out to touch the knife mark on the tree.

The Junior Brother also walked over.

"Is this a mark left by the Junior Martial Uncle?"

"Yeah."

The Senior Brother lowered his head again to look at the footprints under the tree that had not been completely covered by snow.

"This mark should have been left in the past day or two."

The Junior Brother looked towards the mountain forest ahead.

"That is to say, Junior Martial Uncle and the others are not far from us anymore?"

"Shouldn't be far."

After speaking, the Senior Brother raised his hand to cast his Flying Sword.

The Junior Brother also released his own Flying Sword.

The two stepped onto their Flying Swords, quickly flew into the sky, and pursued in the northeast direction.

Mo Xiaochuan hid in the distant forest and watched all along as the two streaks of sword light flew far away.

After those two streaks of sword light turned into two blurry bright spots, he took out his duanshui sword and followed using sword flight.

In order not to be discovered by the two in front, Mo Xiaochuan did not pursue too closely, always keeping a distance of more than ten miles from them.

Along the way, every once in a while, the Senior Brother would take out a black wooden box to confirm the direction.

The two streaks of sword light ahead changed direction a few times, and Mo Xiaochuan adjusted accordingly.

The three of them, one after another, flew over the skies of various mountain ridges.

This pursuit lasted for hundreds of miles.

Until the sky gradually grew dark, the two streaks of sword light in front began to descend and finally landed in a continuous expanse of mountain ridges.

Mo Xiaochuan did not land in the same place with them.

He detoured to the side for a distance, landed on a mountain peak a few miles away, put away his duanshui sword, and looked towards the direction where the two alien Cultivators landed.

All around were undulating mountain ridges, and the mountains were covered with trees.

Arriving here, the snow on the ground was actually much less, and some wind-sheltered places had even exposed soil and withered leaves.

Mo Xiaochuan waited on the mountain peak for a while before restraining his aura and creeping forward.